Sometimes, when things appear to become overwhelming,
I seem to have a hard time catching my breath
More than catching my breath
Actually, breathing!
It’s like I’m holding my breath
Bracing myself before the next shoe might fall
And, of course, the operative word
Is might.
And then— I learn that the Earth always says:
“Might” is a pretty vague word–
Believe, instead in Magic.
For Magic is right there existing for, and with, us— always, and evermore.
From my world to your Heart,
Linda
Life on a Colorado Farm 
Hugs, dear friend. These are the times that try men’s…and women’s….souls. Hope whatever is happening in your world resolves itself and well. Meanwhile, your photos are lovely, as always. Our irises are blooming too, and so enjoyable.
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I think just getting my old body moving forward and bending downward to weed, and just keep on keeping on is a tad overwhelming at times 🙂
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Spurred by ♡ ~ your garden is doing that magical spring thing! Beautiful!
♡
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I just finished weeding it. What a backbreaking job. I am so thankful I have things in raised beds!
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Your posts are a great example that Magic is always around us.
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It is…sometimes we forget to look/see, but it is there. 🙂
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For sure. The magic is always right there.
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We just have to look. 🙂
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Perhaps you are collecting rocks to symbolize all the hearts you have touched so gently
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What a lovely, lovely thought. Thank you
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Focus on that magic, Momma. I always ask my higher self for guidance, strength & protection.
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It’s the only way. Hugs to you!
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💜💜💜
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Oh so much beauty my friend … and that heart, just waiting for you to find it! Hugs
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It was so much to find!!
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